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Some information about 3 Lil Putos Lyrics Title: Cypress Hill - 3 Lil Putos lyrics Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Black Sunday Visitors: 14 visitors have visited 3 Lil Putos Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. "Live and direct" One little two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when push comes to shove Cause the niggas showed me no love Step back punk cause I m a Latino What I bring you is the hardcore lingo Funkybut ya don t understand Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my hand No scope And there s no hope Cause I m dishin Out my .45 slug and it ain t missin Here it comes hissin Here it comes hummin at ya Now the slug is comin at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground cause here the slug comes What do you knowclick clack goes the gun Make em run boymake em run boymake em run Cuando entroloonie es el fuerte Speakin to the gente Cause I m insane in the mente Movin em backclick-click goes the gun Make em run boymake em run boymake em run It s no fun When I got to break you off some Of the psycobeta beatdownboy you get done Serio Here we go Off for the muchacho Come if you really want some of the chingazo Me caso you don t hear this little lazo Cypress Hillbreaking you off a pedazo Humming at ya Don t make me come gatt ya Punk cause I still will be comin at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground cause here the slug comes What do you knowclick clack goes the gun Make em run boymake em run boymake em run When I come inkickin with a vengeance Swift of the engines Coming like the three little indians Stompin around on the ground on the plains Cause a nigga like me is goin insane In the brain So I gotta maintain My direction What I mighta gained Without my protection Not a damn thing So when I come just bring That new stylebreak ya off like a chicken wing Buckooock!! So you can just suck my cock Like a fat bluntstoned is the way of the walk When I m peepin Checkin out the punk-ass creepin I let the dogs loose then I let the dogs sick em Graaah! Nigga don t make me catch ya Punk cause I still will be comin at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground cause here the slug comes What do you knowclick clack goes the gun Make em run boymake em run boymake em run Hottest songs from Cypress Hill : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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